Got to Dallas airport at 4am, Nick wasnt very thrilled to wake up at 3, but i did the same thrill few weeks ago when he flew to Orlando, so no more whining please. My flight to Chicago wasnt that bad after all, only 2 hours and i talked to the guy next to me who had been in the army for 30 years and now works on Saudi Arabia and US trading possibilities, or sth like that. Chicago-London flight wasnt bad, i slept through it, since i had 2 seats, the guy who was sitting next to me at first, just moved away before the take-off. It is possible i smelled bad, jk :) The plane sucked, i even didnt have my own tv, so sleeping was the next best thing i could do. In London i noticed that my phone didnt work, and my Estonian phone wasnt charged and the plugins are different from the sockets. And... the worst part about it was that i had forgotten to tell my brother to come pick me up from the airport, or actually tell anybody when am i gonna get back. So there i was, in London. At 11 oclock at night, with no phone, no British pounds, this was great! And to get Wifi i needed a credit card or something, but all my 192 credit cards had expired so fuck that. Finally i found an internet cafe, and a money exchange. I emailed my brother one sentence, come pick me up at 2 from the airporttomorrow!!! I doubt he will ever checks his email. Oh well, i feel like home in airports already so whats another day or 2 in Tallinn airport, at least they have free wifi and same sockets as my computer plug in, and i can take a shower on a restroom sink.
Time to get a midnight snack! I found a cafe which was opened. Bought a bottle of water and a tunasandwich. That thing has gone soo damn bad, i spit it all out! Thats exactly what i need, another food poisoning while flying. Shit, i might as well go to sleep. SO i tried to find a place to sleep, there was no reason to get a hotel, because i had only like 7 hours until my next flight. I was so scared someone is going to steel all my shit, so i put 2 of my bigass suitcases on the floor, and slept on them. This was so unconfortable.. And they were cleanig the airport with those hugeass machines, which made the worst sound, it sounded like a million elephants started an operachoir. Fuck my life...
Woke up at 4.30, Coffeee. Now. Seriouslyy.... NOW! went to search for coffee, STAARRRBUUCCKSS!!! I was so excited i almost felt life is worth living! I spend my early morning (i call it a midnight) drinking my coffee and reading New Yord Times, which i had left from Chicago. Oh that girl in starbucks didnt understand why i wanted whip cream on my coffee, and she asked me 3 times if i wanted whip-cream or a coffee cream. I was like, lady, i speak english, i know what a whip-cream is and it is delicious on hott coffee! Trust me. And then the guy who made my drink, assured if i wanted whip cream. Shit. YES! I want whip-cream on my coffee!! Damit!
London-HElsinki flight was ok, i drank 3 more cups of coffee on the plane and finished all the newspapers. In Helsinki i finally found free wifi and got to talk to Jaan on Skype and tell him to come pick me up, just in case my brother didnt get the email. 30 more minutes, and im home, well kind of...
TO be continued...
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